My first big adventure in life, that I remember anyway, began a few months after I turned 7. I vividly recall my small-framed, blonde-haired self as the spotlight of my family’s entertainment. My parents and I stood in the middle of our kitchen floor but it might as well have been a circus tent with me standing center ring. We were moving to Brazil and I had to get that diamond-shaped red pill down. That little pill would protect my stomach from parasites. It was important but my throat sure didn’t think so. It did not go down without drama.
Empty Plate . Full Heart 